Your name is ROXY LALONDE and you love his smile
The way he bites his lip when he's bored,
The way he tilts his head westward when he's curious or confused,
The way he looks at you when you've done something right, and a flicker of a smile jumps onto his face and your heart fucking pirouettes off the handle.
Your name is ROXY LALONDE, and you've got an embarrassingly massive crush on a guy.
And has a crush on your other best guy friend,
Who has a crush on your best girl friend.
Your name is ROXY LALONDE and you envy your best friend with a burning passion.
She's got tiny figure, like a little pixie,
She's got a tinkling laugh that dances out of her lips,
She's got a brain and a certain stubbornness that makes her strong.
Your name is ROXY LALONDE and you envy your best guy friend with thundering dedication.
Because he's humorous, charming, adorably shy,
Because he's so much better than you, so much nicer than you,
Because he's a man, and that's his type.
Your name is ROXY LALONDE, and you were born in the wrong body.
You hate your tits,
You hate your high, sqeaky voice,
You hate the fact that he will literally never love you.
Your name is ROXY LALONDE and you're an incredible feelings counselor-type thing.
You successfully hooked your two best guy friends up, and they're happily homosexual together,
You successfully mended your best friend's heart, and she's moved on in life,
You successfully told him you were happy for their relationship, and he believed you.
Your name is ROXY LALONDE and you're on the edge of a roof of some building.
You aren't sure how you got there,
You aren't sure how many drinks you've had,
You aren't sure how your friends will take your absence.
Your name is ROXY LALONDE and you're going to die.
It's the calculated overdose of alcohol,
It's the temptation of the rushing plummet downwards into the welcoming concrete,
It's the final moment in the entirety of your life, in which you whisper, "I love you," and hope the wind can carry it on.
Your name is ROXY LALONDE and you love him.
But you aren't a bitch, and you can't hate him or him;
The only one you can hate and blame is yourself,
So that is what you do.
Your name is ROXY LALONDE and you take a step forward.
'til you can't fall no more.